Historically, apologizing has not come easily to me. I used to be very concerned with being right. More than that, I was completely wrapped up and entangled in the dangerous web of perfectionism. I really thought that if I failed to be right all the time and...

When I was a young girl, it was easy to be proud to be American. Every day at elementary school, I’d place my right hand over my heart and pledge my allegiance to a flag that represented a country in which I had unwavering faith was the best country in the...